I shuffle around like he instructed. When I lie down with the pillow under my pelvis, I let out a low groan. “I never thought about lying this way for cramps. It feels so good.”
“It looks even better.” Royal matches my groan.
I roll my head and find him squeezing his cock through his sweatpants. He’s already hard, and I shuffle my thighs apart, hoping for him to come closer.
“So needy.” He tsks. “I’ll take care of you. Just relax. I’m going to put some massage oil on your back. You can stay quiet. You don’t have to say anything unless it’s an objection if you don’t want something.”
I nod and pull my arms up along my side by my chest and wait. I’m surprised when warm oil is poured along my spine. I expected it to be cold.
Royal’s hands go to work. I’ve seen them fly across the keyboard so masterfully, so it shouldn’t come as a surprise that his fingers are adept at this also.
It’s been forever since my last trip to the spa, and the masseuse has nothing on Royal’s talent. He loosens knots in my shoulders and moves down to my lower back.
“I love the little noises you make,” he says softly. “You’re so good at telling me what you like without even knowing it.”
He slides his hands from my lower back to around my butt, and I tense up.
Royal just keeps massaging, his fingers working through tense muscles until I’m soft and pliable in his hands.
He kneads the backs of my thighs and runs his fingers back up through my ass cheeks.
My breath catches, and I try to make myself breathe.
Royal slides his fingers back down the other direction. “It’s okay if you’re not ready for this.”
“I am, it just surprised me.” I close my eyes and force a breath.
“All you have to do is say stop and we’ll stop.” He reminds me.
I feel massage oil poured at the cleft of my ass and focus on howgood Royal’s touch feels. One of his hands works between my legs, and my thighs tremble when he hits the sensitive bud of my clit.
Pressure at my back entrance draws my attention, but as fast as the pressure came, it’s gone again.
That’s how he toys with me. He teases my clit just enough to make me think about the pleasure that’s coming and then pushes against my ass. It’s slowly building the excitement. By the third, fifth, seventh time he’s teased me — I’ve lost count — I push my hips upward, begging him for more.
When he slips his finger into my ass, I gasp. The anticipated pain is nothing more than a little pressure, and the way he works my clit has me moaning. My body moves of its own accord, pushing back into him.
“Like that, gorgeous?” I can hear the sultry smirk in his voice. “You look so good like this. Your ass in the air. Presenting for me. I like your silent begging to be fucked.”
I gasp again as he slowly thrusts his finger in and out of my ass. The pressure changes with each stroke, building my pleasure, and those strokes match the way he pets my clit. I swear I’m already seeing stars.
“Royal.” I say his name as a warning.
A warning for what though? That I’m going to come? That I like this? Neither of those things needs a warning, do they?
“Be so good and come for me,” he growls in encouragement.
It feels too soon, like we haven’t played enough, but his words do it. They push me over the edge, and I press my hips up into him as he works my body. I grind against his hands, the pressure in my ass growing as I come. And god, it feels so good.
I grip the sheets and clench everything in my body as I come. By the time the orgasm passes, I’m panting, my toes are tingling, and I can hear that Royal’s talking to me.
It takes a moment for my ears to stop ringing before I can hear him clearly.
“You’re so perfect.” He slows his movements on my clit. “I knew you’d have such a big orgasm. Gorgeous, you’re perfect. So adventurous. And I could listen to that scream forever.”
“I didn’t realize I was making noise,” I pant, my voice feeling a little scratchy.
“So loud. So good.” Royal is moving, pulling himself away from me, and I dislike it, but I let it happen. “I’m not going anywhere. I’m just going to clean up a little bit, then we’ll see if you’re a ‘more than one orgasm in a play session’ kinda girl.”
